Ideals as strong as steel
Ember Carpathius
Head Scholar
Master Fighter (295)
Master Intellectual (330)
Knight
Professor
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
113
113
player
Joe
Joe
![Pride - Bisexual](/images/awards/pride/bisexual.png)
05-14-2024, 01:35 AM
Ember growled and grunted as she swung her sword at the training dummy before her, hacking away at the mannequin to help vent some of the pent up frustration. Blue eyes remained narrowed with each strike, focusing on her footing and her technique, letting her angry mind stay locked on her target as she let loose the steam that had been building in her heart since she'd confronted her father about the Syndicate. Maybe it was the delusions of youth, but she just couldn't comprehend how they could stand idly by while such evil wolves continued to roam free. Those very thoughts fueled the fire in her heart and mind as she swung Ravenedge at the dummy again and again, tearing the stuffing from within the mannequin and lopping off limb after limb. With an aggressive snarl, Ember pulled off a spinning swing and took the head off of the dummy, imagining it was one of any of the Syndicate wolves instead of just burlap sacks filled with wool and sand.
Ember slumped back to her haunches and stared at the tattered remnants of the training dummy, watching as the sand slowly poured from within to the ground. A plethora of stab wounds covered the mannequin's body, torn to shreds by the merciless edges of her sword. Ember's chest rose and fell with every heaving breath after the labor of violence she'd unleashed. Yet even after her destruction, Ember still felt that righteous fury burning like a wildfire in the depths of her soul. She wasn't satisfied yet. She remembered her fight with Aylin in the courtyard. She remembered how good it had felt to clash steel like that and be involved in a real fight. She wanted that feeling again. Maybe that would satisfy her frustration.